I’d met him at some bar in Hackney, one of those places that I was often warned against entering, but for some reason- be it fate or just a burning ...eed for a little recklessness- I went in anyway. He occupied the corner seat, right up against the wall. His face was tired, his posture resigned, and I could almost feel the melancholy radiating off of him as he nursed some foul drink. He must’ve been at least ten years older than I was then, but to my teenaged mind and body, his broad shoulders. It wasn't raining, yet, though the sky had ominous grey clouds that were tinged with a yellowish-green - that could mean tornados, thunderstorms, or nothing at all. This was Texas and you never knew about the weather.On the street, I could tell that Sonny was confused by the city. There were not only too many smells, but some of them were downright strange to his refined nose. I went to the coffee pimp shop on the corner - you know, where they charge you $8 for a double mocha almond latte with. It was a snatch too. Some girls don't like that word. Rachel hated it when I said snatch, so I did it just to pull her chain sometimes. I thought it was nasty sexy, you know? Like I'd tell Scott to fuck my snatch, or cream my cunt. That was another good word. Cunt. I definitely had a cunt, not a vagina. That was a word I hated. It sounded so ... Prissy. Like old women and nuns have vaginas, hot little cheerleaders have cunts. I had a cunt.Rachel called hers Dorothy, which was sort of a secret,. OK that's over, now Mascara. Use this bent wand and draw it down through your lashes, now up, good, good, we'll need three or four coats on each side. Mascara will separate your lashes ands make them a uniform color". "Wonderful, just terrific, your eyes look very seductive, and very, very, large. Bedroom eyes for sure !" "Let me touch up your brows just a little with this pencil, OK, perfect" Now before we do your lipstick, I'm going to brush on just a little blush on your cheeks, now that's.